“Salena!” Came a cry from downstairs. “I need a bottle of expanding agent. Today would be nice!”
“Right away!” Cried the raccoon girl, who had been rustling around in the attic of the old wizard's tower. Adjusting her glasses and righting her black robes, she began to search through the shelves and shelves of different tonics and ingredients. Panicking, she struggled to find the bottle she was looking for. The poor magician's apprentice always found herself running around at the desire of her old master, perhaps that was what kept her so slim.
“Salena! I won't wait any longer girl!”
“Just a second, I've almost found it.” Moments later, she came across a shelf of large, heavy-bottomed bottles labelled 'Expanding Agent – Volatile! Use Caution!' Giving a little “Yesssss...” under her breath, Salena turned and ran for the door downstairs with one in hand.
“I got it! I go-” Letting out a shriek, Salena felt her entire body weight slip as he foot flies out from underneath her. “WHOOAAH!” She cried, and the bottle comes tumbling through the air and lands on her, the stopper bursting and the liquid gushing over her. With a wince of pain as she sits herself up and rubs at her lower back, “Ow, ow, ouch...”
“Salena! What on Earth is going on up there?”
“It's nothing!” She cried. “I just had a spill... nothing major...” The old Wizard downstairs yelled up in response, but Salena had become far too preoccupied with what seemed to be happening to her body to respond, or even listen.
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